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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1910-06-30, Page 7"accomplish his ambition to right what the believed to be great wrongs, who could not, moreover, escape summary dismissal from his paper, But he imust go on. He would go on. He 1,would go that very night to a news- -paper that would not suppress nor ygnalify the truth. one that would not ,distort facts nor misrepresent a sit- t.uation in order to deceive the public, to which it was its duty to give the .truth. Yes, and he would show the big thieves of the city that even if Ailey managed to remain superior to !the law at least they could not remain -superior to public opinion. The time .hid come when— "Wheeler Brand! Wheeler Brandi" The voice of Nolan came to his ears above the ticking of the teleggaph in- struments and the clicking of type- writer keys. Brand started from his :seat. He did not recognize the voice, nor did any one else in the smoky city; room, as curious upraised faces around him testified. It came from the man- .a„eing editor's room, however, so he hastened to respond, wondering what ( it could mean. Brand entered McHenry's office and faced the three men, his surprise in' creasing as he saw from the attitudes of McHenry and Dupuy that a huge, rawboned, bronzed faced stranger ap- parently dominated the situation. "Yes?" said Brand inquiringly to 'the stranger, whom he•placed as the owner of the voice. because he „knew; it had not been McReitry's or Du= pay's• "I am Nolan, the new owner," greet- ed the stranger. Brand stepped forward and offered his hand, which Nolan grasped. "How do you do, Mr. Nolan?" the reporter greeted him, endeavoring to figure just what the mysterious pro- ceeding portended. Nolan went straight to the point . "So you've been fired for that Bar- •telmy article, have you?" he asked. "Yes; sir." Nolan turned and shot a triumphant .glare at McHenry and Dupuy. Then { "Pre= now on von sit here." :be caused the blood to rush almost !blindingly into the head of the young reporter when he swung around, 'grasped Brand'S arm, drew him over to the managing editor's chair, beside 'which that official was standing, and Said, "Well, I'Ve got another Job for. 'you." Nolan put; both hands on Brand's shoulders and by main strength forced hlm down heavily into the chair. "ltsrotn now on y'ou sit trete," be announced. "You're manag- ing editor HON." CHAPTER V. V l All passed slue the event- ful night for Wheeler Brand when Nolan made him roan - aging editor of the iidvance. a Ill these mouths Brttnd nit bwln tde s o g wltb the paper that was never dream- ed of by the owners preceding as being within the range of possibility. Made .absolute master of the paper" and con- sequently dictator of its policy, the young man set a pace that the paper's rivals found difficult to equal, touch less to outstrip, His exposnrd of the scandals in the exclusive world of high life insurance finance has, thus far proved the most Vital reform of bis ad atinistratlon, Aa a result Ot this VAS WINUrII4.M TOMS, MIK 3O 191u, 7 rouPTil Novelized by FREDERICK R. TOOMBS From the Great Play of the Same Name by Joseph Medill Patterson and liar- riet Ford, • MI/RIGHT, 1909, BY JOSEPH MED11,1. PATTERSON AND HARRIET FORD. crusade, which drove a half dozen leading officials from almost as many companies, the president et the 'United States stated publicly that "the vast life insurance business of this country, is now on the soundest financial basis it bas ever bad." But Wheeler Brand in the press of stirring events had not forgotten Judge Bartelmy. In fact, certain activities of that . estimable individual were just now under close scrutiny by the one time reporter, who, if he could be pre- vailed cin to sneak concerning it, engin'possan y epserve that tnq juage was very soon to have an opportunity to make a few explanations which would be received with undoubted in- terest by the public. The young e tor's suit for the hand of Judith Bar- telmy might be said, since we are dealing with a judge's family, to be in' state quo. She was still waiting for Aim "to become sane," as she bad ex- pressed herself to him. A girl of lofty principles and of decided strength of character. she could not see his duty from his viewpoint. Perhaps it was all quite natural, quite womanly, quite daughterly, that she should subscribe absolutely to her father's side in the momentous case of "J'CIDGB BAR.- TELMY VERSOS THE PEOPLE, WHEELER BRAND AND THE AD- VANCE." • She was loyal to her father, and she was trying to be loyal to her ldver, and the task was becoming more and more difficult. Yet she waited, and Wheeler Brand waited, and each pray- ed that the other would end the ordeal and heal two breaking hearts. Today we find Wheeler Brand pro- ceeding toward the luxurious Nolan home on a fashionable residential thor- oughfare to visit the proprietor of the paper to hand him a statement of the 'Advance's progress, to discuss mat- ters atters of editorial policy and to confer regarding a certain development con- cerning Judge Bartelmy. At the Nolan home a reception had been announced, hundreds of invita- tions sent out, but the responses did not encourage Mrs. Nolan in her so- cial aspirations. Society passed her by. That was the whole story in brief. Society, as usual, was ever so much pleased with itself and was too busy to include Mrs. Nolan, Phyllis and Sylvester in its diversions. The husband and father cared very little for society, had no time for it, but he fondly loved the courageous, warm hearted woman wbo' had uncomplain- ingly shared with him the onerous hardships of his early days, and it was his desire to gratify her ambitions as well as those of his daughter. The fortune be had plucked from ,Nevada's flinty bosom enabled him to be gener- ous. and be smiled approvingly on ev- ery new extra raganre of Mrs. Michael Nolan. Therefore 11 she was socially ambitious She must have her way and be allowed to carry on her, campaignfor recognition in whatever fashion she chose. Certainly the home he had es- tablished Has a fitting vantage ground from trhitlh to wage a war or dollars against the precipitous 010101tt•letuenta with which the city's Four Hundredhad encircled its camp.t'oiatint in size, the Swan t'es bled it t' Was Nanny palatial in its furnishings, and only the .magic word fromthe magic lips of a single member of the m tgic realm lin of "the nristncrllcy" was necessary to send monogrammed e"aches to lung tines to llte Nolan doomto till the cost- ly rooms with distinguished faces, to till to overllotv[ug with happiness the yearning heart of Mrs. 91tch,lel Nolan. But the wore] bad not yet been sac. tien, It was now late In the afternoon at the Nolan home. Phyllis walked across the drawing room. Irritation plainly marking her pretty pint; and white face. The music of a string orchestra stationed in the conserva- tory ceased. She addressed a servant who stood at attention at a door at the right which led to the dining room. "Pitcher," she„said discouragediy, "I don't think any due else will come, so tell the musicians they can go.” "Yes, Miss Phyllis." At this point Mrs. Nolan came Storm- ing torming in, carrying a huge bunch of hots house grapes in her hand. "Pitcher, I noticed those caterer men are drinking all the champagne, and I want it stopped," she ordered loudly. Pitcher bowed and went out. "If our guests won't edit() here to drink itat least we will drink it our+ selves," Mrs. Nolan announced terhyl+ lis. "Welt, we have done it. sent out 406 cards, and who's been here that anybody wants to Seel This 19 the second time we've gone to all this troublesp and eerise for nothing and nobody, and it you'll take my advice it Will be the last" "Mammae , 'Pitcher Will 'Mare the girl protested. 'Who mothelr hit a grape trent tho bunch. She deposited the akin and stones in a Sevres vase on themarble mantel. "Phyllis, what did you have to pay that musician?" she asked. "Well, his price is a thousand dol- lars." "Good gracious!" "But I got him for $750. I promised the Advance would help him." "Seven fifty for playing twice. I'd rather hear the band." Mrs. Nolan bit off another grape. "You don't understand, mamma. Ev- erybody's verybody's wild over that violinist." "It seems there wasn't nobody wild enough to come here." "There wasn't 'anybody,'" spoke Phyllis, correcting her mother. "Well, was there?" retorted the mother as she dropped the grape skin in another vase. "Oh, dear," Phyllis wailed disconso- lately as she seated herself • before a small stand, "don't rub it in, mammal I can't help it." "Now, who's blaming you, child?" consoled the mother. "There, don't cry. I'm not so disappointed about myself, but I can't bear to see you snubbed right and left. you are good enough to go with any of these people, and you shall too., It's that newspaper that's at the bottom of it. People won't have it, or us because of it, and I mean to tell your father so too. And that's why these 'at homes' is no gond." "Are no good, mamma," tearfully. "Well, are they? It would have been better to put your $750 into snffra- •getting. That's what gets you in with the right 'people -not that I care to • vote,• tint l don'i'want tee men to say I can't." Sylvester Dolan interrupted the Con- versation between mother And dangle- • ter by appearing before then with his bosom friend, Max Powell, who be- Iieved himself to have the makings•of a master poet. It was with deepest pride that the Nolan son presented Powell, long haired, sallow faced and seedily dressed, to his mother and sit- ter. Shllow faced? Indeed, his coun- tenance had that sickly greenish yel- tow hue • that comes from long de - "Nobody was wild enough to come here." vouring of the muses and tong ab- stinence from the devouring of food. "Hello, mamma!" he cried .enthusi- asticaliy. "Here's a friend of mine I want you to know—Mr, Powell, the poet." "How do you do, Mr. POweil? You look as if it would be• easy fot yen to write poetry. Do you know, poetry just sets Inc wild!" Sylvester patted Powell, on the back. "Well, this lad's going to 'make a big noise in poetry some day. Phyllis, you. mast have heard of Powell. My sister, old man!" "W'on't you have a cup of tea, Mr. Powell?" invited Mrs. Nolan, visibly Impressed by the presence of a poet at her home. Powell started Confusedly to utter his thanks. tie did not seem over - delighted at the offer. Sylvester saw the dlinctilty. "Teal" he exclaimed. "A.bstuth fee Powetif" Mrs. Nolan expressed her regret at not having any absinth and left the room, followed by Phyllts, to arrange for sorhetbing 'tor Powell to eat "Poor fel..towl Uo looks hungry," she wigs, pored to Phyllis. Sylvester caught the poet by the arm. "One minute, Powow," be cautioned. "13e sure you don't mention anything to the Xolks about my little actress friend. I don't want them to know that I Stn going to take a crack at uplifting the stage. The little girt win be all right. She'll lust make your libretto hum. She'll till it with per- sonality, Build up all those weak places, You know, Powow, there are some. Where's that poem for her? Finished yet?" "Yes, it's here somewhere," fumbling itt .A pocket "Have you made it amorous for the little girl?" "judge for yourself, Of course I tried to write in your vein as well as I could, so that there would be no doubt to the authorship," Sylvester read the lines; Oh, Gueneviere, how sweet my dear! My spirit soars in dreams denied, ;Worlds beyond vrtrlds with thee., my bride-. "I don't like that much," he an- nounced when be bad finished. "Bride; Is It necessary to put that in writing? Besides, it don't sound as if I wrote it. Now, does it. i.'owow, old chap? Fess up." "I hope it doesn't sound as if I wrote it" "I thought you'd see it. Now, change that and it's a knockout drop. Can't you change it now? And 1'11 send it to the lit- tle girl tonight on a bed of or- chids. Make it something begin- ning with 'ruby lips' -you know the sort of guff -and then here and there 'eyes like night, full of delight.' some- thing on that or- der." Powell silt and wrote for a few minutes. "Here." he finally said. Sylvester glanc- ed over t ii e shoulder of the rising young genius, who read aloud t hese inttpiring words: So bright and beaming are thine eyes The very stars mink in surprise, Thy hair so like the dusky night, Thy kiss so vibrant with delight. 1 thrni unto my finger tips. Oh, ruby. ruby-rougey Ups: Powell literally writhed in agony as' he listened to the tt ija et•t'l "It's gro"nt'." cried Sylvester i'rvtnti,. ail} -A rid now conte go' "•1';r !or is n'. I'd (Ilse to torten mutt at zein,,: tt duet1' '1'ht ttvu t'uuslilrntors hurried into the tliuutg room u5 Wheeler )irnnd tttiti t tiff °Whet' art Cho .id ra tti'e ea the into the drawing rook!, "You're rtgbt, WVheeler you're right," Nolan . was saying. "'This is a better showing than 1 booed for. Look, is your stocking next Christmas. 'There'll be something for you. Wben I got into the newspaper business, Brand, they told me it was the beginning of my finish, that it sucked ten fortunes, down for every one it built and no middle aged man ever went into it and came out again without teeth marks! all over him. But look at that." Be' held up a typewritten statement. "I'm' richer for going in -twice as much ad-' vertistug as last year at this time." Nolan seated himself on a settee. "The big advertisers never pull their ads. so long as they are getting re- turns from them," put in brand. "Look at Dupuy. Remember how he threatened us and bow bis clients took their ads. out for two months?" "Yes, but they put them back again.'! "Why? Because they need us more than we need them," Brand laughed. "Well, he's got something else up his sleeve now," remarked Nolan. "He telephoned that he would come to see me this afternoon." "Are you going to see him?" Brand asked curiously. "I thought I might as well. He'll be here. Maybe he wants to lire you again," The newspaper owner looked up at Brand and laughed beartily. Mrs. Nolan and Phyllis re-entered the drawing room, and Brand became the especial object of their attentions. 'i'be mother desired to bave him print the lint ot her invited guests who had never attended the recep- tion. Phyllis requested him to print a story about the violinist and was vast- ly annoyed when Brand informed ber that the subject was a matter for the musteai editor to attend to. "Arid there's something else, Mr. Brand." A look of despair came into Br'and's face. "Phyllis went to Miss [iartelmy's musicale the other day, and you didn't even include her name among those present," the mother said. "Why. I'm sorry. That was an over- sight. 1 assure you, 1 suppose they' made up the usual list in the office." "I hope it won't happen again," re- marked Phyllis indignantly. "Yes, and the way it's handling this Loris divorce rase is alt wrong," snap- ped stirs. Nolan. "1 know Mrs. Loris. She is no better than she should be, and people who live in icehouses shouldn't throw hot water." "We bave no policy in the Logia' "Ruby. ruby -mum !tile!'' Studies' Oxfords, 'lira, -Pampa' old Sappers in the handsoaiass modeltt that ever" graced d Shoe Store, $1 75, lip 10 I3 00 or $33i0, W. 1. Gauen, i fats WA.NTst> — Per work on power sewing machines in knitting milt or on day work. Olean steady work and .rood Vigo!, Apply",2'fta wAvs.ott Mfg. Co. thillted Paris, Ont. "People who five to Icehouses shouldn't throw hot water,+' case," remarked Brand in defense. "We merely print the facts." "Pacts!" Mrs. Nolan cried. "That paper upsets me for the whole day every morning." "There now, mother; 1 guess the pa- per's all right" ventured Dolan sooth- ingly. "You've got another guess, Michael. Nobody reads it but shopiirls, who spend a penny for the Advance and another for a stick of gum and hang on to a strap with one band and the Advance with the other while they're waggling their jaws all the way down to work. 'That's all 'that reads it!" She paused for breath, then went on, "And 1 must say 1 think it's scandal- ous the way you attack Judge Bar- telmy every little while," "Yes," contributed Phyllis, "and his daughter's one of the most exclusive and sought after girls in New York. She's the only one of her set who has been at all nicte to me. Isn't that so, mamma?" "Yes, and why the paper should go for her father just as it does for ev- ery other prominent man in town I can't see. She must think it's very funny that such things should appear ino the Advance after what she's done for us." "Oh," suggested Brand, thinking to soothe his employer's wife, "she prob- ably knows that you have absolutely nothing to do with the policy of the Advance!" "Is that so?" ejaculated Mrs. Nolan indignantly. "They certainly are very kind hearted people to act the way they do in the face of that paper." "Judge Bartelmy is first and last a politician," explained Brand. Michael Nolan bent forward intently. The conversation had now reached a point where he realized an issue of vi- tal importance to himself and to the Advance had been touched on. "• ;well, 1 tauppose he has been cod- dling up to us a little," be began. tbeu paused. Brand drew„a deep breath, stood up erect in the middle of the drawing room and daritngly esptained the situa- tion to the owner of the paper. "Bartelmy bandies people better than any man in town," be declared, "Be has studied the Advance, dissected its position and -1 wilt be frank with you -discovered its weaknesses. • ele knows he can't reach you through your cupidity or political ambition because you lack those qualities. Be now real- izes that his only hope ot influenelog us lies in an appeal to"- Be hesitated. "Well?" asked firs. Nolan ominously, Brand found the courage to complete the sentence, "His only hope lies in an appeal -to your family's social desires"-Phytiis• rose from her sent, ber cheeks red with anger -"and that's the only rea- son be has for taking you up," Mrs. Nolan gave a scream of wrath. Nolan himself, regretting that the un- pleasant scene had .occurred, roSe from the settee and advanced to calm the ruffled waters, but his face was cloud- ed.' Its serious esp'ression indicftted [hat he was deeply concerned over the fi'a•uk statements of bis managing edi- tor, and one could tustlncitvety feet that be was ronvineed that Brand had spoken the truth. CEIAI'Tien VI. OLAN fitceti , Brand. "Colne. 00100, Wheeler." he said, "Let's drop the sub- Ject now." "Mr, Brand, you are forgetting your place," contributed Phyllis. "Michael," insisted Mrs, Nolan, "are you going to let this young roan ruin the whole of us? 1, for one, am glad Judge Bartelmy tuts taken us up, and if it wasn't for the way Mr. Brand runs with Hutt paper" --her voice broke—"other's tnight." She crossed to the door at lite !eft. "Here we've squandered money right and left mud nobody would have anything to cio with us. 1 declare 1 was happier poor. At least when 1 asked anybody 10 eat then they came. Look at that table iu there' -she pointed-,- "groutt• !ng with good things to eat, and there's $100 for hothouse grapes, and nobody's touched 'em!" 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